Living London; its work and its play, its humour and and its pathos, its sights and its scenes; . STREET \TH (ISLINGTON). thick of Londons seething, roaring traffic;the on a platform of a station whichanybod} who reached it blindfolded mightmomentaril} take for a rural is lacking — even the big-facedclock, now indicating , is there—excepthobbledeho} porters and other rustic glance round, however, dispels the waiting-rooms—one of which is allottedfor the exclusive use of ever) party ofmourners attending a pri\ate funeral — arebrigh
Living London; its work and its play, its humour and and its pathos, its sights and its scenes; . STREET \TH (ISLINGTON). thick of Londons seething, roaring traffic;the on a platform of a station whichanybod} who reached it blindfolded mightmomentaril} take for a rural is lacking — even the big-facedclock, now indicating , is there—excepthobbledeho} porters and other rustic glance round, however, dispels the waiting-rooms—one of which is allottedfor the exclusive use of ever) party ofmourners attending a pri\ate funeral — arebright and furnished in admirable there is nothing funereal about them,no gloom} black with its morbid associations,the} are free from anyjarring note. The samegood taste is shown inotiier parts of thestation, which containse\er} con\enience thatcan possibly be desired)including a beautifullyfitted mortuar} the platformstands a train — thetrain of the dead. Onthe door of the guards\an are two or threesmall cards bearingnames, one of which,\ou notice, is the sameas
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